Chapter 1

ECC.1:1 The words of the Preacher, the son of David, king in Jerusalem.
ECC.1:2 “Vanity of vanities,” says the Preacher; “Vanity of vanities, all is vanity.”
ECC.1:3 What profit has a man from all his labor In which he toils under the sun?
ECC.1:4 One generation passes away, and another generation comes; But the earth abides forever.
ECC.1:5 The sun also rises, and the sun goes down, And hastens to the place where it arose.
ECC.1:6 The wind goes toward the south, And turns around to the north; The wind whirls about continually, And comes again on its circuit.
ECC.1:7 All the rivers run into the sea, Yet the sea is not full; To the place from which the rivers come, There they return again.
ECC.1:8 All things are full of labor; Man cannot express it. The eye is not satisfied with seeing, Nor the ear filled with hearing.
ECC.1:9 That which has been is what will be, That which is done is what will be done, And there is nothing new under the sun.
ECC.1:10 Is there anything of which it may be said, “See, this is new”? It has already been in ancient times before us.
ECC.1:11 There is no remembrance of former things, Nor will there be any remembrance of things that are to come By those who will come after.
ECC.1:12 I, the Preacher, was king over Israel in Jerusalem.
ECC.1:13 And I set my heart to seek and search out by wisdom concerning all that is done under heaven; this burdensome task God has given to the sons of man, by which they may be exercised.
ECC.1:14 I have seen all the works that are done under the sun; and indeed, all is vanity and grasping for the wind.
ECC.1:15 What is crooked cannot be made straight, And what is lacking cannot be numbered.
ECC.1:16 I communed with my heart, saying, “Look, I have attained greatness, and have gained more wisdom than all who were before me in Jerusalem. My heart has understood great wisdom and knowledge.”
ECC.1:17 And I set my heart to know wisdom and to know madness and folly. I perceived that this also is grasping for the wind.
ECC.1:18 For in much wisdom is much grief, And he who increases knowledge increases sorrow.

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